Sonnet
The desert scent is scent of resined wood,
Vital and verdant, rich with unguent
Of endless sunlight, precious rainfall, blent
In growing branch and twig that breathe the good
Sweet sky and earth. When ancient mountains stood
And blessed all things, a sanctity was sent
Into the veins of living wood, that pent
Within their leaves the fragrant sacring shou…
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